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Golden Run
Yuna Lee

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Yuna Lee
Yuna Lee is a rising K-Pop solo artist whose magnetic voice and vibrant style are capturing hearts across the globe. Born and raised in Seoul, she grew up surrounded by music, blending traditional Korean influences with the modern pop and R&B sounds she discovered online. Her artistry reflects both her cultural roots and her forward-looking vision, creating songs that are as emotionally resonant as they are irresistibly catchy.

Her debut single, Golden Run, is a high-energy anthem that fuses shimmering synths, punchy beats, and uplifting melodies. The track captures Yuna’s fearless spirit—celebrating ambition, self-belief, and the unstoppable momentum of chasing one’s goals.

Available exclusively on Filodyo, Golden Run introduces Yuna Lee as a fresh and dynamic voice in the K-Pop scene. With her powerful performances and captivating stage presence, she is set to become one of the most exciting new names to watch.
Track(s)
Golden Run 167187 02:55

Golden Run

Yuna Lee


Yeah… uh
Na na na na… na na na
Mmm let’s go

Step in the light all eyes on me
Walk through the crowd like destiny
Shadows move slow I move free
Every heartbeat’s my melody

Spin it turn it keep the pace
Golden fire on my face
Every step’s a little thrill
This is mine it always will

Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Na na na na… my moment’s just begun
Na na na na… can’t stop what I’ve become
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run

Shine in my eyes glow in my mind
Nothing to lose only time
Every glance feels like a sign
World in my hands I align

Spin it turn it keep the pace
Golden fire on my face
Every step’s a little thrill
This is mine it always will

Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Na na na na… my moment’s just begun
Na na na na… can’t stop what I’ve become
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run

Hold it feel it — I’m alive
Take it higher touch the sky
Move with me side by side
We’re forever in this vibe

Na na na na… I’m on that golden run
Na na na na… my moment’s just begun
Na na na na… can’t stop what I’ve become
Na na na na… I’m on that golden run

CREDITS
Performer: Yuna Lee
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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The Only Good Julio...
Eli Varnish

Verified Verified Artist

Eli Varnish
Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.

That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.

Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.

Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.

The Only Good Julio I Ever Knew Was Don (They Never Meant It)

Eli Varnish


He said “brother” like it cost him nothin’
Smiled wide and stole my coat
Asked for time asked for money
Left me short and called it hope

The waitress said I had nice eyes
While stackin' bills that weren’t mine
The preacher swore we’d all be saved
But his watch was gold and mine was fake

They never meant it
Not the cheers not the names
All them kind words
Were just poker games
But I knew a man once—
Did what he said he’d do
The only good Julio I ever knew
Was Don

The boss shook hands with dirty gloves
Said “You're family” then raised the flood
And mama prayed through gritted teeth
While sellin' things we couldn't eat

They never meant it
All that “brother” all that “son”
They toast your wins
Then load their guns
But I knew a man once—
Quiet as a Sunday pew
The only good Julio I ever knew
Was Don

They’ll write your name on birthday cake
And scratch it off the will
They’ll hug you at the front door
While makin’ copies of the deed still

They never meant it
It was polish on a stone
But that old man with the cracked hat
Said “take your time or take it alone”
I knew a man once—
Didn’t lie to get through
The only good Julio I ever knew
Was Don

CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Still Life in Motion
Elyra Dawn

Verified Verified Artist

Elyra Dawn
Elyra Dawn was born in Rotterdam, raised between ferry horns and late-night radio static. Music wasn’t a choice — it was everywhere. Her mother sang quietly while folding laundry, her older brother blasted trance through paper-thin walls, and Elyra? She listened. Carefully. Absorbing melodies like secondhand sunlight.

She spent her teenage years bouncing between school choirs, bedroom recordings, and weekend trips to Amsterdam’s record stores. The moment she first heard Robyn’s Dancing On My Own on a train platform at dusk, something clicked. It wasn’t just about sadness or joy — it was how you could wear both in the same voice. That duality, the push and pull between euphoria and vulnerability, would become Elyra’s signature.

After performing in local clubs and uploading small demos online, she received an unexpected email from Filodyo’s Hakan E — a message that simply said: “You sound like you’ve lived a little. Let’s talk.” What followed was a slow, careful collaboration: late-night file exchanges, voice memos from backstage, moments captured between flights. Elyra didn’t rush it. She never does.

Today, her voice balances two worlds — the sweaty rush of the dancefloor and the quiet ache of a Sunday morning alone. Her hooks stick, her delivery stings, and her presence on stage feels at once intimate and cinematic. Elyra Dawn isn’t here to be loud. She’s here to be heard.
Track(s)
Still Life in Motion 282468 03:31

Still Life in Motion

Elyra Dawn


I kept your echo in a borrowed chord
Faded at the edges like a prayer ignored
You never spoke in “forever” terms—
Only in glances only in turns

We drew lines in passing trains
Paused in motion looped refrains
What we had was quiet gold—
But time like steam refused to hold

So I won't chase the version of us
That never really stayed never fully was
You were a still life mid-collapse
A moving part in silent gaps
And I loved you there—
Where the light never dared
But lingered
Like it knew
We’d vanish fair

You hummed in keys I couldn’t trace
Left fingerprints on open space
A breath a shift a tilted frame
No villain here just untitled blame

Maps don’t cover scenes like this
Where lips forget what touch meant bliss
But if you ask what we became—
A shadow signed with no one’s name

I won't rewrite the note you played
Or tune the silence we conveyed
You were a still life breaking fast
A fleeting truth I couldn’t grasp
And I loved you there—
Not to repair—
But to remember
Without despair

Maybe we were best
in between intentions
Not a love song—
just the tension

Still life
in motion
Still life
Not frozen

CREDITS
Performer: Elyra Dawn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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On the Road Again
Sara Durian

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Sara Durian
Sara Durian is Germany’s undisputed disco queen, electrifying dance floors since the early 2000s with her glitter-drenched beats and futuristic soul. Born in Düsseldorf and raised on a steady diet of Kraftwerk, Donna Summer, and underground Berlin house parties, Sara blends retro grooves with neon-drenched modernity. Her signature sound? A cosmic fusion of French touch, Eurodisco, and synth-heavy pop—unmistakably hers, instantly addictive.

From smoky Berlin clubs to Tokyo fashion runways, Sara has turned every stage into a mirrorball-lit sanctuary. Her voice—sultry, robotic, divine—has been sampled by countless DJs but never duplicated. Whether she’s spinning vinyl or headlining queer festivals across Europe, Sara owns the night like a shimmering phantom of funk.

Still active and more radiant than ever, her legacy is not nostalgia—it’s now. With platinum blond curls and chrome stilettos, she struts through time with a wink and a bass drop.

Her mantra? “All drama, all disco.”
Track(s)
On the Road Again 147607 02:31

On the Road Again

Sara Durian


You had me sold with a whisper
Pulled me close
Said
"You're my best friend"
Now I'm standin' on the shoulder
Of the highway while you're leavin' again

Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again

You packed me up in the morning
After you picked me up in the night
And I know you didn't mean it
When you said you were my last ride

Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again

Well
When I get to heaven
I'm gonna know
'Cause it's gonna look like New Mexico

And
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again

Yeah
I'll be on the road again
Oh
Baby
I'll be on the road again

CREDITS
Performer: Sara Durian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Feel The Fire
Sofia Cruzado

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Sofia Cruzado
Sofia Cruzado is a captivating Latin pop artist whose powerful voice and magnetic stage presence draw listeners in from the very first note. With a style reminiscent of modern Latin icons, she blends infectious rhythms with heartfelt storytelling, creating songs that ignite both emotion and movement.

Her debut single, Feel The Fire, captures her fiery spirit and undeniable charisma. Available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, the track marks the beginning of a promising career that’s set to light up the Latin music scene. Sofia Cruzado doesn’t just perform—she commands attention, leaving an unforgettable impression on everyone who hears her.
Track(s)
Feel The Fire 302197 03:17

Feel The Fire

Sofia Cruzado


Oh-oh oh-oh (yeah)
Mmm fuego
Let’s go

Your eyes pull me to the floor
Like the waves I can’t ignore
Every step you own the night
Body talkin’ feelin’ right
Baila lento take your time
One more step you’re in my mind
Heat is risin’ can’t disguise
Every move a paradise

Closer closer — feel that beat
Your hands your hips my heart skips
Rhythm’s takin’ over me
Baby set my body free

When you move like that I feel the fire
Heart’s in sync we’re climbing higher
Tu cuerpo dice lo que callas
I can read your soul in silence

Turn around the crowd goes wild
Every smile a little wild
Sunset glow on your skin
Dance begins we never end
Baila conmigo don’t let go
Every beat I need to know
Your shadow melts into mine
We get lost in perfect time

Closer closer — feel that beat
Your hands your hips my heart skips
Rhythm’s takin’ over me
Baby set my body free

When you move like that I feel the fire
Heart’s in sync we’re climbing higher
Tu cuerpo dice lo que callas
I can read your soul in silence

You say “come here” — I’m already gone
One step closer the night’s too long
You spin me ‘round — I lose control
Baila baila — let it flow

Oh-oh fuego fuego
Oh-oh fuego fuego
Move it move it
Lose it lose it

When you move like that I feel the fire (fuego)
Heart’s in sync we’re climbing higher (más alto)
Tu cuerpo dice lo que callas
I can read your soul in silence

Yeah oh-oh-oh
Mmm fuego…

CREDITS
Performer: Sofia Cruzado
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Talk With Your Hands
Mateo Lux

Verified Verified Artist

Mateo Lux
Mateo Lux is a rising voice in contemporary electronic pop, blending sleek production with raw emotional intensity. Born with a natural flair for performance, he crafts music that balances dancefloor energy with lyrical depth. His debut single, Control, showcases a magnetic mix of pulsing rhythms and hypnotic melodies, setting the tone for a bold artistic journey ahead.

Discovered by Hakan E. for Filodyo, Mateo brings an unapologetic confidence to every note he sings. His style captures both vulnerability and power, creating an atmosphere that draws listeners into his world. With Control, he isn’t just introducing himself—he’s making a statement, marking the arrival of a distinctive new talent destined to leave a lasting imprint on modern music.
Track(s)
Talk With Your Hands 153404 02:40
Control 216162 02:48

Talk With Your Hands

Mateo Lux


[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Listen

You say nothing still I hear it
Every move got its own meaning
Eyes talk first lips stay quiet
Room reacts when you get near it

No small talk no explanation
Body language translation

Don’t slow down don’t overthink
I read you faster than you blink

Don’t talk talk
Just move like that (like that)
Say less less
I’m cool with that (with that)

Don’t talk talk
Your hands do facts (do facts)
I see it all
When you move like that (yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Left right
Pause rewind
One look
I’m already aligned

Every step feels intentional
Like you planned it accidental
No directions still you lead
I just follow what you mean

Crowd fades out when you step in
Whole place locked on your rhythm

No need words to complicate
I already got the message

Don’t talk talk
Just move like that (like that)
Say less less
I’m cool with that (with that)

Don’t talk talk
Your hands do facts (do facts)
I see it all
When you move like that (yeah)

[Bridge – Male Vocal / Spoken-Rap]
Hold up
She don’t speak she demonstrate
Every move communicate
No delay she regulate
Whole room shift when she rotate

I don’t guess I calculate
Every sign she generate
She don’t need to elevate
She arrive she dominate

Clap it
Stomp it
Freeze
Go

[Final Chorus]
Don’t talk talk (don’t talk)
Just move like that (move like that)
Say less less (say less)
I’m cool with that (yeah)

Don’t talk talk (don’t talk)
Your hands do facts (do facts)
I see it all
When you move like that (move like that)

No words
Still clear
You said it all
Right here

CREDITS
Performer: Mateo Lux
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish

Verified Verified Artist

Eli Varnish
Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.

That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.

Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.

Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.

Call Dropped at 3 AM

Eli Varnish


Alright…
Yeah yeah don’t tune it too much
Let it breathe
Okay… one two…

Woke up late with the room still shaking
Ashtray full of things I didn’t say
Mirror asks me for an explanation
I tell it “man not today”

Shoes by the door still smell like last night
Clock keeps lying I let it talk
City hums in a crooked rhythm
Like it learned that walk from me

Hey bass… keep it walking
Yeah like that
Don’t rush it

Every plan I make shows up half dressed
Every promise comes out second best
If I fall behind the beat again
Just leave some space I’ll land it then

This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
It trips on truth then calls it a friend
If I sound wrong don’t fix it too soon
That’s where the story sneaks through

Yeah this ain’t clean this ain’t controlled
It’s a loose wire looking for a soul
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do

Hold up…
Let the horn say something
Yeah… go on

(long slide in slightly late)

Mmm… listen

Man… that thing’s complaining
Let him talk

I’m almost done… almost

Sorry… not sorry

(rimshot)

There’s a voice in my head clapping off time
Says “You always push you never wait”
I said “If I slow down I might notice
Everything I try to escape”

Barroom light keeps flickering jokes
Like it knows where I’ve been
Every sound wants a turn at the mic
Even the quiet wants in

Yeah… that’s it
Don’t smooth it out
No no

If this night’s a gamble I roll it bent
Lose my balance call it intent
Break the rule then play it twice
Mess it up till it sounds right

This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
Falls apart then stands again
If my voice cracks just let it through
That’s what it came here to do

Yeah this ain’t neat this ain’t polite
It’s just breath fighting with the night
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do

Alright…
Don’t stop it
Let it ring
Yeah… that’s enough

CREDITS
Performer: Eli Varnish
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Fire in the Open Air
James Rolly

Verified Verified Artist

James Rolly
Born in 1989 in Dayton, Ohio, James Rolly’s life was anything but straightforward. Growing up in a working-class neighborhood, he found himself drawn to music at an early age, learning his first guitar chords from an older cousin who played in local bars. But his teenage years spiraled into turbulence — run-ins with the law, school expulsions, and a revolving door of juvenile detention centers and rehabilitation programs marked his adolescence.

It was during a six-month stay at a rehab facility in Cleveland that James began writing his own songs, using music as a way to process his frustration and loneliness. The stark, confessional style of those early lyrics became the foundation of his artistic voice. He often says the rehab’s battered common-room piano was “the first place I ever told the truth.”

By his mid-20s, James was performing in small clubs across the Midwest, blending gritty Americana storytelling with modern soul and rock influences. His husky voice, commanding presence, and refusal to glamorize his troubled past earned him a loyal following. The shaved head, beard, and head tattoos became part of his unflinching image — a visual reminder of where he’s been and how far he’s come.

Today, James Rolly’s music reflects both the scars and the survival. From intimate acoustic sets to explosive full-band performances, he channels every ounce of his history into a sound that’s raw, magnetic, and unapologetically real.
Track(s)
Fire in the Open Air 165969 03:05

Fire in the Open Air

James Rolly


I’m walking through the noise and color
Every face feels like a secret sign
My heart’s a drum that won’t keep quiet
Every beat says “Boy this ain’t your time”

But I move I move with the rhythm
Even when the words don’t fit in

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

There’s laughter rolling out of doorways
Music pouring from a midnight band
I don’t know the song but I’m singing
Clapping to the beat like I understand

And I move I move with the rhythm
Even when the words don’t fit in

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

Maybe I’m lost but it feels like winning
Every wrong turn keeps my story spinning
If this is the game then I’m all in
Every note’s a place I’ve never been

I got this fire burning in the open air
Every step says I belong somewhere
Don’t need a map I’ll find my line
Turning every street into my design

And I move…
I move with the rhythm

CREDITS
Performer: James Rolly
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Split Frequency
Aris Veyton

Verified Verified Artist

Aris Veyton
Aris Veyton is an electronic music producer whose sound blends modern club energy with subtle emotional depth. Rooted in electronic and dance-driven structures, his productions balance clean rhythms, textured synth layers and restrained melodic elements.

Rather than chasing trends, Aris focuses on atmosphere and flow. His tracks are designed to work both on the dancefloor and in personal listening environments, creating a sense of continuity rather than sudden impact. Minimal arrangements, controlled dynamics and carefully crafted sound design are central to his approach.

Working primarily in the studio, Aris Veyton treats music as a long-form experience rather than a single moment. His style reflects a contemporary electronic mindset: precise, understated and immersive. Each release is a step in an evolving sonic identity that prioritizes mood, space and consistency.
Track(s)
Between Our Time 233327 03:31
Split Frequency 257138 03:29

Split Frequency

Aris Veyton


There’s a pulse that keeps dividing me
Two rhythms fighting underneath

One side wants order keeps the lines so straight
The other sparks fires wants to detonate
I move through the evening with a crowded mind
Trying to decode what I can’t define

I’m standing at the center
Where signals overlap
Trying not to surrender
To the louder half

Tune me to a steady wave
Pull me where the noise behaves
I’m drifting through a world I crave
But breaking when the signals change
Tune me to a steady wave
Balance all the parts I save
I’m fading into what I brave
When both of me collide again

Thoughts turn metallic when the pressure grows
Patterns fall apart then they recompose
I’m chasing a structure that I can’t commit
Every time I form it something ruins it

I’m standing at the center
Where signals overlap
Trying not to surrender
To the louder half

Tune me to a steady wave
Pull me where the noise behaves
I’m drifting through a world I crave
But breaking when the signals change
Tune me to a steady wave
Balance all the parts I save
I’m fading into what I brave
When both of me collide again

If there’s a place between the sides
I’ll walk the thin divide
Waiting for the moment
Both frequencies align

CREDITS
Performer: Aris Veyton
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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HOT TRACK

Everyday Weight
Elara Stone

Verified Verified Artist

Elara Stone
She makes music for the hours when clarity doesn’t arrive on time. Her songs sit between late-night electronic culture and everyday emotional friction, carried by a vocal that avoids performance and leans into presence. There’s no melodrama here, no oversized hooks. Instead, she works with restraint, letting repetition, silence, and subtle shifts do the heavy lifting, capturing the tension of modern relationships and the quiet pressure of daily life.

Sonically, her work draws from melancholic drum and bass and deep electronic traditions, but filters them through a distinctly current lens. Beats roll rather than hit, bass appears just long enough to leave a trace, and arrangements resist obvious peaks. Her voice is treated as part of the architecture, close, controlled, and emotionally distant, floating above the rhythm instead of chasing it. It’s music built for movement and reflection at the same time.

Her releases live within the carefully curated worlds of Filodyo and NOT FM, platforms that prioritise context over noise and long-form listening over instant impact. In that sense, her music isn’t chasing trends, it’s designed to exist alongside them, quietly confident, emotionally precise, and very much of its moment.
Track(s)
Everyday Weight 224572 04:08
Loneliness 166383 02:57

Everyday Weight

Elara Stone


Days stack up without asking
Deadlines talk before we do
Small mistakes grow teeth quickly
When you’re trying to stay true

Plans bend out of their own shape
Words land wrong then multiply
Nothing ends nothing settles
We just learn what to deny

I’m tired of fixing the timing
Tired of reading every sign
We keep choosing what sounds easy
Then we pay for it in time

Life feels heavy in small ways
Not enough to make a sound
Love gets stuck in explanations
That keep going in a round
We don’t break we just tangle
Try to pull without a map
Every day asks something different
And never tells us where to stand

Conversations turn to tactics
Every pause becomes a test
Saying less feels safer lately
Even when we mean our best

We trade honesty for balance
Call it calm but feel the cost
Nothing wrong with wanting steady
Just don’t lose what made us talk

We don’t need another answer
We don’t need to win the night
I just want a moment quiet
Where the pressure drops its bite

Life feels heavy in small ways
It adds up before we know
Love gets lost in fine decisions
We were never meant to solve
We don’t fall we just circle
Looking for a cleaner path
Every day asks something different
And leaves the rest to us

Maybe this is how it happens
Not dramatic not fast
Just the weight of daily choosing
Stacked against the past

Life feels heavy in small ways
But it’s still the one we take
Love is work without instructions
That we learn by what we break
We don’t fix it all tonight
We don’t need to understand
We just stay inside the motion
Doing what we can

Tomorrow’s already forming
Before we get some rest
I don’t need it to be simple
I just need it to be honest

CREDITS
Performer: Elara Stone
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Fica no Quase
Rosa Medina

Verified Verified Artist

Rosa Medina
Rosa Medina was born in 2001 in Porto, Portugal, to a family that carried both Iberian and Brazilian heritage. Her father, a fisherman from Aveiro, filled the house with fado records, while her Brazilian mother played MPB classics and samba on lazy Sunday mornings. Rosa grew up between two shores of the Portuguese-speaking world — absorbing the saudade of Amália Rodrigues and the sunny, syncopated joy of Gal Costa in equal measure.

At fourteen, she began performing small sets in riverside cafés, her voice effortlessly gliding between soft whispers and soaring notes. The intimacy of fado was her foundation, but Rosa was restless — she wanted her songs to dance. By blending Portuguese folk melodies with bossa nova chords, urban beats, and lush pop arrangements, she began to shape a style that felt both nostalgic and forward-looking.

In 2025, Rosa released her debut single "Fica no Quase" in collaboration with Filodyo, the independent music producer known for shaping fresh, original sounds for global audiences. The track — a bittersweet, mid-tempo anthem about love suspended in uncertainty — gained instant traction on streaming platforms. Its hypnotic chorus, sung entirely in Portuguese, became a signature moment in her live performances.

Today, Rosa Medina is part of a new generation redefining Lusophone pop, performing sold-out shows from Lisbon to São Paulo. Despite her growing fame, she keeps her songwriting process deeply personal — scribbling lyrics on napkins in Lisbon cafés, recording demos on her phone while walking along the Douro River. For Rosa, every performance is a bridge connecting continents, carrying the language and emotion of Portuguese music to the world stage.
Track(s)
Fica no Quase 177286 02:31

Fica no Quase

Rosa Medina


Você fala devagar
Como quem quer ir embora
Mas deixa a porta entreaberta
E o perfume na demora

Se fosse pra ser já era
Mas ainda tem coisa no olhar

Fica no quase no meio
Nem céu nem chão inteiro
Fica no toque que não vem
Na saudade que não tem nome também

O silêncio entre a gente
É mais forte que um não
Você sorri com os lábios
Mas seus olhos dizem não

E eu finjo que entendo
Mas espero você ficar

Fica no quase no canto
Sem promessa sem pranto
Fica no gesto que não se dá
No abraço que não quer se fechar

Se um dia for tudo ou nada
Talvez eu escolha o nada
Mas até lá…

Fica no quase no meio
No tempo que é só receio
Fica no quase comigo
Mesmo que seja só perigo

CREDITS
Performer: Rosa Medina
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Lonely on the Road
Wade Hollis

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Wade Hollis
Wade Hollis doesn’t chase the spotlight — he moves through the world like a shadow at dusk, quietly carving songs out of silence and sand. Born somewhere between the border towns of New Mexico and West Texas, he grew up surrounded by static-filled radio, motel ceilings, and the hum of distant freight trains.

His voice is weathered, like desert wood — raw, honest, and unpolished. Every lyric he writes feels like a road he’s driven a hundred times and still doesn’t fully understand. There’s no big team behind him, no hometown hero narrative. Just a guitar, a gravel road, and the ache of never quite belonging.

Hollis doesn’t stream anywhere else. His music lives exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, like postcards from a place most people drive past but never stop to feel. If you’ve ever stared out of a car window at 2 a.m. and felt both free and completely lost — you’ve already heard Wade Hollis, whether you knew it or not.
Track(s)
You Left Your Name Open 296145 04:24
Lonely on the Road 237109 04:23

Lonely on the Road

Wade Hollis


I'd like to know how it feels to have a home
Hate sleepin' alone in motels on the road
I'd like to have a girl with someone else's name
Find a way to settle down and not lose my mind
Livin' on borrowed time
Oh

And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road
And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road

I could be a billionaire
But I'm still gon' die
My baby could have kids
But they won't be mine
I don't know what it is
But somethin' just don't feel right
I wish I knew how to live a real simple life
Wish I could make it right
Oh

And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road
And it don't matter which way I go
I'll still be lonely on the road

I'd like to know how it feels to have a home
Hate sleepin' alone in motels on the road

CREDITS
Performer: Wade Hollis
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Control
Mateo Lux

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Mateo Lux
Mateo Lux is a rising voice in contemporary electronic pop, blending sleek production with raw emotional intensity. Born with a natural flair for performance, he crafts music that balances dancefloor energy with lyrical depth. His debut single, Control, showcases a magnetic mix of pulsing rhythms and hypnotic melodies, setting the tone for a bold artistic journey ahead.

Discovered by Hakan E. for Filodyo, Mateo brings an unapologetic confidence to every note he sings. His style captures both vulnerability and power, creating an atmosphere that draws listeners into his world. With Control, he isn’t just introducing himself—he’s making a statement, marking the arrival of a distinctive new talent destined to leave a lasting imprint on modern music.
Track(s)
Talk With Your Hands 153404 02:40
Control 216162 02:48

Control

Mateo Lux


Yeah
Mm-hmm
Turn it up
Uh
Let’s go

Step in — heat rise
No rules — my side
You move — I lead
One look — you’re mine
Hands on — don’t hide
We ride — midnight
Your pulse — my beat
You fall — my feet

I got control control control control
You want it slow slow slow slow
I make you go go go go
You lose it — oh oh oh oh

Eyes lock — no doubt
Lights fade — we’re loud
One step — we burn
Two steps — return
Your breath — my flame
No fear — no shame
Your hands — can’t stay
My voice — your way

I got control control control control
You want it slow slow slow slow
I make you go go go go
You lose it — oh oh oh oh

You say you ready — I say prove it
You say you steady — I say move it
You cross the line — I pull you closer
One more time — game over

Control (control)
Control (control)
Control (control)
Control (control)

I got control control control control (yeah)
You want it slow slow slow slow (uh-huh)
I make you go go go go (let’s go)
You lose it — oh oh oh oh (yeah yeah)

Yeah…
Control
Mm-hmm
Fade out…

CREDITS
Performer: Mateo Lux
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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System Online
Daxe

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Daxe
DAXE is a French producer and DJ whose sound channels the raw spirit of the mid-90s underground Parisian club scene. Known for his gritty, lo-fi French house productions, he builds hypnotic tracks around distorted synth-bass loops, saturated textures, and minimal yet powerful drum machine grooves.

Emerging from late-night warehouse parties in Paris, DAXE earned a reputation for his uncompromising sets that fuse analog warmth with a rebellious edge. His music feels both dirty and infectious — a soundtrack built for smoke-filled rooms, flashing strobe lights, and crowds that never stop moving.

As a producer, DAXE stays loyal to hardware samplers, vinyl, and classic drum machines, crafting tracks that echo the golden era of French house while pushing it forward with his own raw signature. As a DJ, he thrives on the connection between loop-driven grooves and the dancefloor, keeping energy high and tension tight.

His latest track, “System Online”, embodies this ethos: hypnotic, streetwise, and uncompromising — a pure dancefloor anthem. Released exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, it cements DAXE as a name carrying the underground French house tradition into a new era.
Track(s)
System Online 171423 02:37

System Online

Daxe


System… online…
Motion… design…
Cycle… repeat…
Zero… complete…

Automatic… static…
Binary… manic…
Program… engage…
Data… on stage…

One-two… one-two…
Error… breakthrough…
Signal… overload…
Run-time… explode…

CREDITS
Performer: Daxe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Step Into My Rhythm
Dennise

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Dennise
Born in 1996 in Antwerp, Belgium, Dennise began her creative career not as a singer, but as a voice-over artist. With a warm, expressive tone and remarkable control, she became a sought-after voice in commercials, audiobooks, and animated films across Europe. For years, her voice was instantly recognizable, even if her face stayed out of the spotlight.

Music had always been quietly present in her life. Between recording sessions, she would write melodies and lyrics, experimenting with harmonies and vocal textures in her small home studio. Her path into music took a decisive turn when Filodyo producer Hakan E. heard one of her demos and invited her to record an original track.

Since that moment, Dennise has worked exclusively with Filodyo, creating songs that combine her precise vocal technique with a modern pop sensibility shaped by European dance rhythms. Guided by Hakan E.’s production, her tracks carry both the polish of a seasoned professional and the intimacy of a storyteller.

Outside the studio, Dennise is an avid cyclist and urban wanderer, often finding lyrical inspiration on her rides through city streets and coastal paths. For her, music is simply another way to tell a story — but now, her voice takes center stage.
Track(s)
Step Into My Rhythm 179134 02:56

Step Into My Rhythm

Dennise


Got a beat in my chest it’s a runaway train
Every move you make pulls me back again
I’m caught in your tempo can’t break away
But I don’t wanna leave I’m here to stay

Turn it up let it spin
Take my hands pull me in
No rules just the sound
We’ll burn this floor to the ground

Step into my rhythm don’t you slow it down
Oh-oh keep it moving now
We’re a spark in the night we don’t need a crown
Step into my rhythm and we’ll shut it down
Yeah shut it down down down

Your eyes talk loud like a midnight call
Don’t you dare let the moment fall
My heartbeat’s playing in 4/4 time
And you’re the reason for every line

Turn it up let it spin
Take my hands pull me in
No rules just the sound
We’ll burn this floor to the ground

Step into my rhythm don’t you slow it down
Oh-oh keep it moving now
We’re a spark in the night we don’t need a crown
Step into my rhythm and we’ll shut it down
Oh we shut it down down down

One step two step keep the groove tight
We’re gonna make this our favorite night
No going back no turning around
We own the beat we own the sound

Step into my rhythm don’t you slow it down
Oh-oh keep it moving now
We’re a spark in the night we don’t need a crown
Step into my rhythm and we’ll shut it down
Yeah yeah yeah — shut it down

Step into my rhythm… oh-oh-oh

CREDITS
Performer: Dennise
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Plastic Skies & Pap...
Romi Sage

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Romi Sage
Romi Sage doesn't chase the spotlight — he teases it. With a smirk behind every lyric and a groove under every syllable, Romi walks the fine line between smooth and subversive. Born in Lisbon and raised between record shops and rooftop parties, he grew up idolizing the effortless cool of Prince, the rhythmic swagger of George Michael, and the punchy charm of early 2000s pop.

His voice slides — not in haste, but in style. It dances over slap basslines and syncopated guitar licks like it’s dodging commitment. Romi doesn’t just sing about love; he dissects it with irony, flirts with it, then leaves it on read. His stage presence is magnetic — not because he demands attention, but because he never asks for it.

Beneath the glam and glitter, though, there’s always a crack. That’s where Romi shines the most — in the clever melancholy, the playful ache, the smile that knows better. His performances are less about perfection, more about pulse.

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns isn’t a love song. It’s a stylish spiral — romantic delusion in disco heels. It's funk with a wink. And with Romi Sage at the mic, it’s impossible to ignore.
Track(s)
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns 195465 03:26

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns

Romi Sage


Got a signal in my toaster
Dreams leaking from my shoes
City spins like a record
But I ain’t dancing to their news

Billboards flashing answers
To the questions I ain't asked
Everyone’s got mirrors
But no one sees past the mask

They sell the future in a box
With plastic trees and ticking clocks
But I want rhythm I want roots
Not just apps in leather boots

Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ up but we’re fallin’ down
(Oh no no)
Truth’s on mute and the beat's too loud
Still I groove through this synthetic crowd

Yeah I'm slidin’ through your static minds
Moonwalkin' past the warning signs
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a trip—don’t need to land
I’ll funk my way won’t play your brand

I met a monk in a mirror maze
He said “Peace comes with purple haze”
I traded coins for inner sight
But they charged me tax on neon light

Don’t feed me fear in chrome disguise
Don’t sell me dreams with barcode eyes
I ain’t your data I ain’t your plan
I’m a barefoot soul in a traffic jam

Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ fast just to circle 'round
(Hey hey!)
Truth’s gone rogue and the beat’s profound
Still I glide through your algorithm crown

Yeah I’m rollin’ in my analog mind
Flippin’ signals they left behind
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a glitch I’ll funk the code
Got cosmic shoes and no fixed road

CREDITS
Performer: Romi Sage
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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But North Keeps
The Absents

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The Absents
The Absents are a four-piece synth-pop and modern disco-pop band hailing from Brighton, on the south coast of the United Kingdom. The lineup consists of Elliot Kane (vocals), Ryan Whitford (keyboards & production), Callum Price (bass guitar & synth bass), and Jamie Harlow (guitar & backing vocals). The four met in 2018 at a local music festival, where a late-night jam session revealed a shared passion for blending the melodic elegance of 80s synth-pop with the energy and polish of modern pop production.

Deeply influenced by the infectious hooks and emotive energy of Erasure, The Absents quickly began writing together, crafting songs that pair bright synth textures with tight bass grooves and subtle funk undertones. Their early rehearsals took place in a modest studio near Brighton’s seafront, a space that soon became their creative sanctuary and the birthplace of their signature sound.

In 2019, the band released their debut single, which found its way onto local radio playlists and began circulating through London’s club scene. Known for their vivid light shows, charismatic stage presence, and danceable, high-energy sets, The Absents built a reputation as one of the most exciting new acts in the UK’s pop landscape.

Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
Track(s)
When the Noise Fades 293540 04:00
But North Keeps 199485 03:46

But North Keeps

The Absents


Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
Morning stations breathe a scent of iron
Words melt in my hands like shards of ice
Even when I speak it’s someone else’s song

Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn

This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else

Cracked windows hold the faces of other lives
Salted bread is torn with prayers I can’t translate
I keep the roofs of distant houses in my eyes
But the mailbox stays empty — no one arrives

Foreign clocks drag their feet
The wind calls me by names I’ve never worn

This city feels like a mirror I’ve never owned
My steps fall on stones that don’t remember me
I drew a map with the length of my shadow
But north keeps pointing somewhere else

A ticket in my pocket
Its destination still a stranger
Maybe it’s one-way out
Or just another foreign land

Rust runs along the rails to nowhere
And I keep walking without a border to cross

CREDITS
Performer: The Absents
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Through Me (feat Do...
Jett Ralston

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Jett Ralston
Born and raised in Ventura, California, Jett Ralston grew up in a garage that smelled like motor oil, vinyl records, and his father’s hair pomade. While other kids watched cartoons, Jett memorized the Grease soundtrack and tried to mirror Elvis's hip sway in the hallway mirror. His voice—low, smoky, and just a little rough around the edges—carries the DNA of that golden age, but never feels stuck in it.

Jett’s debut single “Through Me” (feat. Dolores Queen) is a cinematic slow-burn: part lost love, part lounge confession. Produced exclusively for Filodyo, the track fuses analog charm with subtle modern edges, pairing his velvet baritone with Dolores Queen’s haunting harmonies. He doesn’t try to be Elvis — but he sings like someone who misses that kind of honesty on stage.

With a sound caught somewhere between a flickering jukebox and a midnight highway, Jett Ralston is not here for nostalgia — he's here to make old souls feel seen again.
Track(s)
Through Me (feat Dolores Queen) 279649 03:46

Through Me (feat Dolores Queen)

Jett Ralston


(verse 1)
You sit beside me
but your eyes
walk down a hallway
I can’t find

You ask me questions
with no wait
as if the answers
might hesitate

(verse 2)
You touch my hand
like it’s just air
like something’s there
but not quite where

I say your name
just to hear
if it still sounds
like you’re near

(chorus)
You move through me
like wind through cloth
like water shaped
by what it’s not
You don’t resist
but you don’t hold
You’re warm
but I’m cold

(verse 3)
The kitchen light
flickers twice
We laugh but
not with our eyes

The song that used to
make you sway
now plays like
furniture on replay

(chorus — repeat)
You move through me
without a sound
I feel you there
but not around
You’re close
but not slow
You’re mine
but I don’t know

(outro — quiet)
Love didn’t leave
but it learned
to disappear

CREDITS
Performer: Jett Ralston
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Waves Don’t Ask Why
Wires and Petals

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Wires and Petals
Formed in the late 2010s, Wires and Petals is a producer duo that blends intricate electronic sound design with emotional songwriting. Hailing from Lyon, France, the two longtime friends—Julien Moreau and Armand Lefèvre—first bonded over a shared obsession with underground house records and modular synthesizers.

Their name, Wires and Petals, reflects the duality in their music: wires for the technical, machine-driven side of production, and petals for the organic, poetic sensitivity they bring into their melodies and lyrics. The result is progressive house that feels both intimate and expansive—ideal for quiet headphone journeys or sunrise festival moments.

Known for their reflective male vocals processed into lush vocal chops, their tracks slowly evolve through layered arpeggios, textured pads, and deep, hypnotic grooves. They’ve been described as “emotional architects of the dancefloor,” carefully crafting transitions that build tension and release with elegance.

Beyond the studio, Julien and Armand are known for their warm personalities and playful approach to collaboration. Whether they’re joking around in the studio or testing new tracks in front of small club crowds, Wires and Petals carry an authenticity that sets them apart from many of their contemporaries. With each release, they aim to push the boundaries of progressive house while staying true to their philosophy: music that moves both the body and the heart.
Track(s)
Waves Don’t Ask Why 223548 03:44
Phase Meridian 177362 04:50

Waves Don’t Ask Why

Wires and Petals


I walked too far to start again
But too close to turn away
The sky didn't open —
But I moved anyway

Heartbeat aligned with the sound
Footsteps lost never found

I don’t speak to the wind anymore
It never stayed to listen
But you —
You stayed quiet…
And I heard everything

Time doesn’t fold like a map
We stretch with every turn
The world spins without asking
But we — we learn

And if the tide forgets my name
Let it
I only needed the pull

CREDITS
Performer: Wires and Petals
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Clean and Proud
Aliza Steel 44

Clean and Proud

Aliza Steel 44


Midnight moves across the floor
Steps align we need no more
Every motion syncs in time
Signals crossing clean and fine

No directions no control
Just a pattern taking hold

Hold it right don’t push too fast
Let the second stretch and last

Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud

Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight

Low pulse breathing
Filtered chords drifting
Time dissolving
Nothing spoken

Faces blur in moving light
Seconds fold into the night
No reflections no disguise
Just the motion multiplying

We don’t question where it leads
Only trust the space we keep

Hold the line stay inside
Let the moment open wide

Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud

Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight

No beginning no release
Only waves in slow repeat

CREDITS
Performer: Aliza Steel 44
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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